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Interim

That was the first time in my life I’d smelled charred meat. I could tell it was different from the kind you’re supposed to eat, and my mother had to hold me as I threw up violently on the side of the street.
17 February 2024, 14:45 PM

Of chaand raat and cadet college

Old friend, you will be kept alive in jotted snippets and paper clippings.
13 July 2023, 00:00 AM

The Last Few Fries

The place had no soul or spirit left, and it was evident in the colourless walls, the unclean glasses, the empty eyes of the server who left me a menu card.
13 July 2023, 00:00 AM

Delirium

The wish itself was pretty mediocre and commonplace, a mundane fantasy to escape the mundane.
27 May 2023, 11:14 AM

Vespertine

The blue never ended here. The lights did not go out either.
4 May 2023, 08:36 AM

50 Questions to Ask Your Partner

"What would be an absolutely perfect afternoon to you?"
23 November 2022, 23:55 PM

My Mother’s Shoes

I didn’t know the endings to most of the stories as I fell asleep halfway.
25 August 2022, 00:00 AM

Los

When Naf woke up, he didn’t have much expectations from the day.
28 July 2022, 00:00 AM

Interim

That was the first time in my life I’d smelled charred meat. I could tell it was different from the kind you’re supposed to eat, and my mother had to hold me as I threw up violently on the side of the street.
17 February 2024, 14:45 PM

The Last Few Fries

The place had no soul or spirit left, and it was evident in the colourless walls, the unclean glasses, the empty eyes of the server who left me a menu card.
13 July 2023, 00:00 AM

Of chaand raat and cadet college

Old friend, you will be kept alive in jotted snippets and paper clippings.
13 July 2023, 00:00 AM

Delirium

The wish itself was pretty mediocre and commonplace, a mundane fantasy to escape the mundane.
27 May 2023, 11:14 AM

Vespertine

The blue never ended here. The lights did not go out either.
4 May 2023, 08:36 AM

50 Questions to Ask Your Partner

"What would be an absolutely perfect afternoon to you?"
23 November 2022, 23:55 PM

My Mother’s Shoes

I didn’t know the endings to most of the stories as I fell asleep halfway.
25 August 2022, 00:00 AM

Los

When Naf woke up, he didn’t have much expectations from the day.
28 July 2022, 00:00 AM

Why We Cook

Food's a love language. People who don't cook are missing out.
6 April 2022, 18:00 PM

Symbiosis

“Are you still there?” I ask. “I’m here,” I hear a voice that’s my own.
23 March 2022, 18:00 PM

Hephaestus

I was not Hephaestus, Hephaestus was not I.
16 March 2022, 18:00 PM

Sunshower

“Ugh, rotten stains… Won’t budge…”
26 January 2022, 18:00 PM

No Man Ever Steps in the Same River Twice

He sleeps on his side, on his right side, to be specific. On the nights the excruciating pain on his right shoulder numbs him, he
8 September 2021, 18:00 PM

Gone in the Morn

The creatures of the dark feed on fear. And hot sauce.
28 July 2021, 18:00 PM

Serein

“What’s the largest sum of money you’ve seen at a time?”
2 June 2021, 18:00 PM

Wasteland’s Symphony

All the upsetting news we received, we learned to toss with the stones that skipped seven times across the water before sinking into oblivion.
24 March 2021, 18:00 PM

Scotch Tape

A crestfallen soldier at the end of his service, the spine of the book was not vertical. It had contorted and bent at strange angles; if this were a person everyone would look at him with rueful, pitying eyes. Pitying eyes are curious, sneering eyes, prying eyes. Pitying eyes are not kind eyes.
10 February 2021, 18:00 PM

Rainwater Tea

Do we measure the leaves first? Or do we pour the water?
2 December 2020, 18:00 PM

Finding Webtoon

Webtoon is an app that lets you select from a myriad of web comics for free, unless you want to read an episode early.
11 November 2020, 18:00 PM

Old Man’s Beard

I do not miss going to work, but I miss being young – not like the leftover puzzle pieces from several different sets jammed into one, never quite fitting.
16 September 2020, 18:00 PM

Pagination

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